Bad. Good. Bad.

Bad: I’m more concerned about all my mid cycle pin-prick stabby-pains and bleeding. If they’re not pregnancy what the f*ck are they?

Good: I’m a more empathetic human now. I once made gossiped about a girl I knew who complained that she had to try for four whole months. I can no longer fault her. While she should not have whined in front of our veteran infertile friend, it sucks hairy ass balls to fail even one month.